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The Paris Riots - Wrecking Ball текст песни

Исполнитель: The Paris Riots

альбом: Strangers


Dress it up like you don't care
You mess it up like I breathe the air
Alibis you're hanging to
Well you know the truth and it knows you
Will I find a cure for your disease
Lullabies are not tara bees
'Cause I'm the car that chase them down
A parasite to arrive to belong
And the hangman's kissing my neck
Kissing my neck, kissing my neck
Everybody look at my babe
Look at my babe, look at my babe
Look at my babe, so keep us like a secret babe
All the traitors to the secret babe
Just like a wrecking ball to the house of my father
Just like a wrecking ball to the house of my father
Always giving demolition, never giving nothing to me
Just like a wrecking ball to the house of my father
Just like a wrecking ball to the house of my father
Always giving demolition, never giving nothing to me
Always giving demolitoin, never giving nothing to me
And the hangman's kissing my neck
Kissing my neck, kissing my neck
Everybody look at my babe
Look at my babe, look at my babe
Look at my babe, so keep us like a secret babe
All the traitors to the secret babe

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